32. CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
"You mean your papers?" asked Beth.
"No, my boy. Be very good to him, won't you?"
"Of course I will, but I can't fill your place, and he'll
miss you sadly."
"It won't hurt him, so remember, I leave him in your
charge, to plague, pet, and keep in order."
"I'll do my best, for your sake," promised Beth, wondering
why Jo looked at her so queerly.
When Laurie said good-by, he whispered significantly, "It
won't do a bit of good, Jo. My eye is on you, so mind what you
do, or I'll come and bring you home."